When I finally finished talking, I took a deep breath and looked directly at Josh who seemed to be contemplating about something. Before I could ask him what exactly was on his mind, however, he finally turned around and grabbed one of the kitchen chairs that were lying on the floor next to the couch, pulling it over near the coffee table and sitting in it. He took another sip of coffee and looked across at me again after wiping some foam off his mouth.
“Look,” he stated, taking his phone out of his pants pocket and placing it on the table next to him.
“It doesn’t matter what people tell you: I won’t leave you alone just because you are eighteen,” he continued. “We have never broken up – well, not that long ago. So why would it be different here? There’s no reason for us to break up, rig
